Several Springs and Autumns, a Lifetime of Cultivation

Sub wedge Wan sat in front of the zither, with a low view of the thatched cottage and a clear patch of fragrant bamboo. The clear bank is quiet, the Furong River is walking, and the sky is blue after the rain. A woman is dressed in light bamboo gauze, either as white as snow, or as green and ink as picturesque, and the soft silk skirt gently brushes the fallen leaves, which makes people confused. The guzheng is attached to the incense shoulder, and the hair cascades down like a waterfall, making people feel pity for the eyes, leaving a faint fragrance of ink bamboo wherever it passes, which lingers for a long time. Once the wind passes by, the song composed by wandering and melancholy has been built up for half a lifetime, and half a lifetime...